Showing posts with label perceptions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perceptions. Show all posts
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Behind Blue Eyes
Lying on the couch watching the patterns my slowly dying eyes paint against the fog-grey walls, I cannot help but wonder if there is even any point in hoping for a cure for an affliction that hardly anyone seems to realize exists.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Now If Only I Could Figure Out How To Convert Free Time Into Credit Payments
Whenever I get frustrated about the number of hours B&N has allotted me, I need to remind myself that less hours equals more free time and that that is more important than money.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
The Days Leading Up To These Were More Important Than Those Which Are Left
She only has a matter of days.
Labels:
moments of sorrow,
parting,
past and present,
perceptions
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Why Must "Different" Always Be Interpreted As "Bad" When It Very Often Isn't?
There is a distinctly different feeling in the house when he's here; I cannot put my finger on it, but it is there - lying just below the surface.
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